CHAPTER 61

LAST GLANCEThe morning came too soon. The airport was a blur of rolling suitcases, announcements, and sterile light. Jada moved through it all like a ghost — one hand clutching her boarding pass, the other tugging her small carry-on behind her. Celia walked a few paces ahead, phone pressed to her ear, voice clipped and composed as always.Everything felt like it was happening around Jada, not to her. The ticket agent smiled. The line shuffled forward.The world kept spinning — but her heart was still somewhere between New York and Los Angeles, caught in the hollow space Zayn’s silence had left.She checked her phone again. No new messages.When she finally looked up, her breath caught.Across the crowded terminal, near the security checkpoint, stood a man — tall, broad-shouldered, head tilted in that familiar way. For one dizzy heartbeat, she knew it was him. Zayn. He had come.Her pulse quickened, hands trembling as she whispered, “Mom, I’ll be right back,” before Celia could res

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CHAPTER 62

SHE RETURNSThe LA estate loomed in silence when Zayn arrived. The long driveway shimmered under dusk, lights cutting through the palm-lined path like quiet beacons leading him home — though it didn’t feel like home anymore.Inside, the air was thick with the scent of fresh paint and the ghosts of the past. Boxes were stacked near the foyer — signs of a life hastily transplanted.Somewhere deeper in the house, he could hear Savannah’s low voice, the faint hum of a kettle, the distant echo of calm she was forcing herself to hold onto.He took a breath and pushed forward.Javyn stood in the living room, sleeves rolled up, going through files spread across the marble table — security reports, estate documents, a few photos of men Zayn recognized from the field. He looked up as the door clicked shut.“You made it,” Javyn said. Relief flashed in his eyes before the usual controlled calm took over. “Good. We’ve got work to do.”Zayn managed a nod. “Always do.”His tone was even, but inside

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CHAPTER 63

TAKEN ABACKThe house was beginning to stir — faint sounds of the staff downstairs, soft light creeping through the drawn curtains. Savannah sat at the edge of the bed, her hands absently tracing the seam of the blanket Mrs. Kent had made. She’d been up for hours, the taste of unease still sharp in her throat.Javyn emerged from the adjoining room, still in a loose gray shirt, his hair damp from the shower. He paused when he saw her expression — that faraway, guarded look she wore when something weighed too heavy to say out loud.“You didn’t sleep,” he said softly, coming closer.Savannah shook her head. “Not really.”He sat beside her, the mattress dipping slightly. “Is it the nausea again?”“No.” Her voice was quieter than a whisper. “It’s Zayn.”Javyn frowned. “Zayn?”Savannah hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. “He’s been… different. Since your mother arrived.”Javyn’s eyes sharpened, the calm in them slipping into a wary edge. “Different how?”She exhaled slowly, searching for w

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